Wheeling Gull Isle closer, closure, closed

Each day she hoped their eyes would open soon- she had never been a mother before of course, and parenthood came with no guidebook, and so she was never sure if she was doing it right. But still, all of them lived and drank and slept and she figured that must be something. She loved them with a deep passion that grew each day. 

The scent of clam, and then Oleander, piqued her interest- and longing for the world beyond her den, Huā pulled herself upward, glancing warmly at the sleeping children before poking her head out of the hole like a rabbit. Before and between her eyes sat a clam, tasty-looking as ever... she was hungry, and needed the nourishment to provide for the children, and quickly took the thing between her teeth to carry back inside. Her peripheral vision caught the sight of him, though, and as soon as the clam was set on the floor of the den, she emerged again. 

Oleander, She breathed softly, the exhaustion clear in her voice. Sorry for be so scarce. Thank you for clam, though... I see you settle into island better now, hm? Amusement seeped into her voice, as she recalled how he had once reacted to the things. My, how things could change quickly!